Category: Dream Games

A place like the Ridges at night. Driving around weird corners and up strange hills. People running in scrubs.

I went up to ask them why they were running and they said they had death threats and something to do with the machines they operate like a CAT scans or an X-ray machines. I asked them if they called the cops and they said no, so I went to go call the cops.

I pictured the bad guy having powers like being able to fire electricity from his hands and my character was a “spiegel” or “mirror,” so I was planning to fire back, but I thought I need to block first. So how do I block? I don’t know how to block, but I was willing to try.

In a classroom, the big TV playing some game. A young woman walked up to the TV, which was needed for the game. I high-fived her and the older guy that also went up to the screen. There was a dog – a big dog – maybe a Rottweiler. I slept on the floor below.

Dream 1

I remember being in a “dream game” environment and there were blue lockers everywhere, even on central pillars. I had a heavy black backpack somehow hung on my locker. A female character told me to run because something bad was coming. I wanted to see what this bad thing was and defeat it. I knew I didn’t have time to grab my stuff, so I just hid behind a pillar and watched a moving, changing space/object enter the room. It was crawling on the floor and I didn’t know how to defeat it or if it could hear my heartbeat or smell me. I tried to stealth it by staying on the opposite side of the pillar as it moved around. I don’t remember if I had a weapon, but the scary thing turned into a VERY large, but adorable bulldog. I thought it was clever because it’s cute AND can kill you and I’d feel bad about even attempting to hurt a dog. It was sniffing out my location, though.

This “game” ran a few times and I remember remaking it to have either a wooden or metal bat randomly appear in any of the lockers.

Dream 2

I was telling someone about my 3D interface idea for my final project and they said something similar had been done with a wall mounted shelf and the user would take objects and put them in the shelf to run a specific program. I was like, “I stealing this idea!”

Later, I woke up and realized that was from my own mind. I went back to sleep trying to think how I could use it in waking life. I thought of something in Dream 4.

Dream 3

I remember being in a mall similar to the one on E. State Street. The floor had square brown tiles and the storefronts were openings to “dream games” or environments. I would love to use this in waking life as ways people could go from a landing page to other programs. Second Life used signs and boxes as portals, this dream had a seamless entry into the environments.

I kinda wanted to go to the Cincinnati Zoo for some reason, but the opening went down a half-mile path under a highway just to get to the zoo. I was thirsty and needed water and thought it was a lot of needless walking, especially without water. I do remember a food truck that was selling flavored ice off to the left of the tunnel entrance that reminded me of the one that was outside the Smithsonian Air and Space Museum back in July.

I took the tunnel and ended up in what looked like a Goodwill store. I was confused because I was trying to get to the zoo. I looked around and there was a kiosk of small novelty pamphlets. One had an image of my dad. I laughed and picked it up and looked through it thinking my dad did some random side project. I looked back and the image changed to someone similar looking, but not my dad. That should have been a sign I was dreaming since I even had a conversation around 3 weeks ago in waking life where Owen told me to look at text or a clock or image, look away, then look back and if it changed, I was probably dreaming. But, of course, I just chalked it up to being wrong in the first place.

Dream 4

I somehow ended up in a “social room” where they are like group chats/rooms in that old Palace program from the late 1990s/early 2000s. The people there were hippies all gathering to write songs about the sun or something and their room reminded me of the 60s/70s – way too much corduroy and saffron-colored things. My Intro to VR teacher was part of the group and was the only one who recognized me.

I randomly yelled out, “BOOKSTORE!!!!!” at him and the others. I had just come up with the idea I’d use the wall-mounted shelving idea where people could place books in the shelf and use augmented reality to access the book trailer, more information, etc. and featured books could be in the shelves on a wall.

Dream 1

I remember spending time with Warren*. Nothing specific, though.

Dream 2

I remember some “dream game” about killing zombies.

Dream 3

I remember being on a road trip with my aunt. She was driving and I was in the passenger seat in her car. Before the trip, there was already a death omen of some sort, but during the trip through hills/mountains (it looked like Virginia or West Virginia…maybe Tennessee), a white dove landed on the windshield and pecked at the glass once. My aunt was really excited about this bird to the point of being distracted and I was freaking out silently because that’s a friggin’ death omen. I looked around, looking for dangers to warn her of. There were these people dressed like Vikings overlooking the road we were on and I also remember construction happening and rocks falling into the road. My aunt was distracted because the radio kept going out. I told her that was normal “down here” and to pay attention.

Later, we went through what I think was New Jersey (I visited NYC last week) because I saw the Freedom Tower, but it was post-apocalyptic version of New Jersey with demolished buildings. I kept saying how everything looked familiar and that I knew the place.

Jumped to turning in a gray car (not my aunt’s) alone at a car rental return in a parking garage. I can’t remember the conversation, but I was “new” and was welcomed by some group who was showing me around. Part of that was a girl leading me into another part of the structure to a customer service desk. The guy behind the desk was a fun guy and jokingly got in the girl’s face (they obviously were close) and she didn’t move and they got closer, playing some game to see how close they could get without moving back. They touched noses. I thought it was cool – they seemed really nice and friendly.

Dream 4

I only remember the end of this dream. I was in a boring corporate meeting about a new form of accreditation or something. I remember the group I was with were sitting in chairs better set for car dealerships than what we were part of. There was a guy to my left who kept stretching his arm and shoulder. I couldn’t tell if it was a nervous habit or he was fidgety or if he really had an arm issue. I remember him asking about the accreditation model and I said something about how we weren’t the only one in the state using it and he asked about “O’Sara” and how it has worked for them.

There was a hacker involved in the stream. Something to do with Facebook and sending emails to Facebook friends from work saying I had left the country and I wouldn’t return.

I remember playing some game at the time that involves an RV on top of some glass of some sort and I had to build on top of it so the glass wouldn’t break. I don’t get it, but I was angry I had to stop playing video games to deal with the hacker.

In waking life, I had just bought a PSVR, but I hadn’t set it up, yet.

I remember being in a house and knowing it was some new VR technology where the AI gets used to the neural pathways of the player (like that one Black Mirror episode) and the characters and environments get more realistic as time goes on. I remember tips about shooting and was a little prepared. I could hear the researchers in the room as I played.

The first few enemies looked like old-school 3D games like Resident Evil 4 and were easy to shoot. I remember thinking I could see old-school 3D pistols, but it felt like Vive hand controllers. I remember that the end of the level had a boss (this one was some middle-aged heavy-set blond lady) that someone in the lab said everyone fails and gets killed by her. I used a virtual wall to take cover – something other players don’t usually do because they don’t think about the environment in a 3D way at first – and defeated her.

I went through the house and into a kitchen with white cabinets and a hardwood floor. I was so concerned about shooting my enemies, I didn’t explore as much as I would normally. I did open one cabinet (similar action and feeling to a Vive) just to see if I could and there were supplies. Each level featured new characters with different actions. It started with shooting standing people, then moving people who shot back, then characters who would take strategic cover. Each new level had more detailed characters as well and they looked like real people eventually. Even my weapons were becoming more lifelike in weight and feel.

I went to the basement and there was a new character. I threw a grenade that I crafted with the materials in the cabinets and drawers at him, but it missed and bounced near the stairs. The character went over and poured a 5-gallon jug of gasoline on it and near me and lit a match. I didn’t think I could hit the moving character, so I shot the bomb to make it explode. I was too close and the explosion burnt my left arm. It BURNED and left blisters. I thought it was so awesome that the game was so well designed, I could feel injuries!

Later, I remember different people and crowds and I couldn’t tell if I was still in the dream. I no longer heard the people in the lab, but I remember an “Agent” character that might have been a “Man in Black” that I was for sure was an enemy in the dream. He reached for his gun and I got up and shot him…but not really. The guy was taking out a cell phone and I was pointing an invisible gun at him. The guy to my right looked at me as if I were crazy.

The coolest thing about this dream was that there were so many game dynamics from leveling, to character types, to looting and crafting, etc. It needed a plot, though.